Power Sleep - A Song

[Based on "Wall of Sleep" by The Smithereens]

I have eyes like Winston Churchill back in 1945,
I have legs that ache with fury, and my mind feels paralyzed.
I have run and played for hours but the night's as deep as sin.
Now my energy is zero, let the snoring now begin.

So I leap up high into your bed, and crash so hard and deep,
Then my brain shuts down, I start to power sleep.

Well a burglar breaks a window but I am plain unaware.
Then my biped shoots a pistol but I move nary a hair.
Perl howls and runs on my head but not one muscle do I move.
Even sirens on the lawn cannot break up my sleepy groove.

I just lie in bed and do not move, I utter not a peep.
I’m blissfully locked into my power sleep.

Yes, I'm in your bed, I've burrowed down, I've curled up in a heap.
No, I will not budge from my power sleep.

There's a squirrel running on our deck, she lives in our back yard;
Chitters at me mockingly, but I am snoring so damn hard.
Earthquakes shake, tornadoes rumble, but I do not flinch a bit.
I will never move a muscle until kibble's my bowl hit.

I'm in your bed, I will not move, I'm counting herds of sheep.
Until a crinkle sound knocks out my power sleep.
Forget my power sleep.
Down from the bed I leap.
That sleep? Who gives a bleep?